a study in selfishness. a lesson in understanding the reasons behind it. 
 one must first learn the act of dissolving within all that currently limits you
 the math problem you trace back to your insomnia, the pineapples you cut
 through but can’t even swallow, another lover trying to escape when you’ve
 been too tired to run after them. you standing naked in the image of your
 most vulnerable self. all this flesh empty as if a shell. you feel like a tortoise. 
 your home is quite complicated for delivery boys and paramedics and parents.
 it is useless to live in complicated places but where else does one go at night?
 how much work does it take to prove the usefulness of things? turn on the music
 there is so much to consume in complicated places. don’t skip this song. 
 I remember this song. you recollect more lessons in this song. 
 one must learn not to uproot veins to make space for more blood inside,
 learn that you simply can’t as you forget the feeling of distance from your body.
 must you only indulge in all that sustains you? what the hell sustains you?
 you’re brooding over the silence that is left to be your life, it is not being alone
 when there is nobody to witness it. A tree falls in a forest, you fall on the floor,
 the error is in the methodology itself. Turn off the goddamn music there are 
 margins you are skipping over, endnotes you’re not bothering to read. 
 you’re doing it all wrong. you’re doing it all right. you’re doing alright.